first off, the art update:
featuring stuff that's sparkley
and also some Christmas crap.
the distillery
The classic would-be-historic-if-depressed-art-students-hadn't-taken-over-it kind'of place. I really liked it, and might move there (once I get my "I'm a poor art student that lives off of stove-top noodles" face. I'm being serious.) There were a bunch of gallery-type stores, pubs, and clothing stores (to DIE for, I ADORED some of the stuff they sold; but alas, I do not have $786 for just a nifty jacket.)
That morning: This is what my hair really looks like before I straighten it. (I'm not even kidding.)
The Distillery District (in Toronto)
the cafe we ate at.
We went to a glass gallery (which I thought was gonna be SO fucking boring...)
But then I found these absolutely dazzling crystal-structures by (the famous?) John Kuhn.
This one spun on on a pole, and I swear I stood there for like fifteen minuets just starring at it (partly because I was a tad stoned)
The pictures don't do them justice at all. They spit out light and colours and even the reflections on the wall were very beautiful. ($140,0000)
There was an other cube one that was really trippy, but this one was pretty too.
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→ The Christmas Consumer-Whore update:
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Jen made me cookies~!
...someone stuck Marmalade's paw in my sister's soup.
I found this funny... I mean, how often do you pick the right door? (it's a shroom, if you're retarded & can't tell.)
today
"fuck you, man. I know what you're thinking." I thought the holiday-lights headband was very hott.
"to: Rhianna From: Satan"
Headphones: "if you're feeling like a pimp, nigga, go' on brush your shoulders off."
My sister, the reject elf.
Even the cat was deeply distraught.
Modeling my snowboard helmet "Tuu-shay!"
I just want to peacefully wrap presents, and Rhianna has to come tromping through wearing the stockings (you know, the ones hung by the fireplace with care, in hopes that Saint Nick would soon be there. Or some shit like that.)
Again, the cat is upset. (she was eating the ribbon)
Backyard: find the pool. (ha...)
Remember those hawt, mod chairs I've wanted for months? We finally got them!
I ran by singing "People dressed up like eska-hoes!"
around Nat's room
headphones: "they only want you when you're 17, when you're 21 you're no fun."
my aunt in the hall: "See, you have to peel the sausage this way, or else it..."
I finished that painting of Kyo [heart heart heart] from the Embryo single. (it looks a bit weird because it's propped up on the window and chained down)
*swah* new Gazette poster
Outside my window. It was prettier before people drove all over the snow.
My desk. (Josh I got your postcard! You're so sweet. I want to see that movie-A series of Unfortunate Events)
Sorry, it's blurry because i was dancing on my bed when I took it.
I painted (most) of the walls.
This way, I can lay on my bed & watch hot lesbian porn at the same time! whoo!
I painted that wall dark coco (it's not black... it just looks like it is)
Took this while I was updating this stupid, pointless thing. The only reason I keep updating is because I'm so vain (and you know it)
"Shit! The gum is stuck on my lipring..."